A strange world

Chapter 1007 Section 238. Title Deed

Annan, who dyed his hair blond, darkened his skin several shades, painted freckles, and wore high-heeled leather boots, was no longer so popular.

There were still ladies willing to spend a night with Annan, but they no longer had the desire to "hold him in their arms and rub him".

Annan stayed with Renato's confidants. The musicians not far away played cheerful music in the center of the hall, and the confidants introduced the origins of the women.

The confidants were somewhat moved, because the "notorious" Lord Annan did not show much interest in the women, but remembered the nobles behind them.

He couldn't help but think of Lord Renato's summary of the strong: the strength of those who have made great achievements is not in their command, but in their ability to restrain their desires.

And Lord Annan's achievements do not need to be questioned.

After Annan declined the invitations of several ladies, they no longer took the initiative to chat with them. Annan, who got peace, took the opportunity to remember them.

At this time, Sheriff Milburn walked towards him.

The confidant left temporarily, and Annan picked up a glass of juice and walked towards him.

"Don't you like anything?" Sheriff Milburn spoke in a tone of talking to a junior.

Judging from his appearance, he is in his forties, and his neat short hair mixed with some silver threads makes him look like a decent person. If it weren't for Renato knowing his dark side in private, it would be hard to imagine that he would be a big businessman in human trafficking.

But it makes sense... The city guards control the city gates, making it easy for some contraband to pass through the new king.

"Uncle Renato sent his confidant to keep an eye on me." Annan pretended to smile bitterly.

Sheriff Milburn patted Annan on the shoulder and lowered his voice: "Which lady are you interested in? I'll ask her to find you in your room."

"Forget it, there's no need to make your uncle angry for a little desire." Annan shook his head, looking like he was listening to his uncle.

Sheriff Milburn smiled and said indirectly: "Baron Ebert is so unlucky that he actually offended the Minister of War..."

"Offended? No, he just happened to run into a gun... a sword blade."

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle said that the palace is selecting talents, and this is the best time."

Sheriff Milburn had also heard about this matter and did not doubt it.

"It seems that the Minister of War has high hopes for you." Sheriff Milburn showed an elder's smile, "Maybe in a short time, we will be colleagues."

Annan said modestly: "It depends on whether we can find more free blades."

"I won't bother you, enjoy the banquet, don't worry, I will help you block your uncle." Sheriff Milburn blinked, clinked glasses with Annan and walked away.

When he walked away, Annan restrained his smile.

Sheriff Milburn is an old fox, and it is not so easy to bring him down...

Annan's eyes fell on a girl in a white dress who was walking towards him, twisting her fingers. Her long orange hair was tied into two braids, which made her look less wild and more docile.

"You... do you want to sleep with me?"

But she ran to Annan and whispered something more orcish than a barbarian.

"What with you?"

So much so that Annan suspected that he had heard it wrong.

The girl blushed, showing embarrassment and shame: "Sleep..."

Annan looked at the girl whose face was getting redder and redder, and confirmed that she was not crazy, and shook his head and said: "No, this is too abrupt."

As a result, the girl clenched her pale fingers hard and was about to cry: "Please, sleep with me..."

Annan had never seen such a person. Even when he was "still" Annan, at most there were women who wanted to kidnap him, or introduced their beds as big and comfortable...

"Are you in trouble?" Annan guessed.

The girl lowered her head and said nothing. Annan looked up and glanced around: "Don't want to talk? Then I won't help."

"No..." The girl exclaimed, and then revealed the truth: "My father was falsely accused of bringing contraband when he entered the city and was locked up in a dungeon..."

The girl's family runs two stores. Once her father was arrested, the supply of goods could not be guaranteed. Not only did they face breach of contract, but the stores were also targeted by gangs... So she sneaked out to help her family solve the problem.

"Just like that?"

"Is it... difficult?"

"Not difficult. I helped you, but..."

Annan raised his head: "Maria."

Maria, who was temporarily acting as a personal guard, came over: "What's the matter?"

"Take her to the dungeon."

Maria looked at the girl for a few times, licking her lips thoughtfully: "So you like this kind of pure girl imprisonment?"

"No... I'm just helping. Let her find her father and find out what happened. If she is innocent, let her go."

"Okay."

"Thank you... Thank you..."

Maria left the banquet with the girl who thanked her repeatedly, and soon Annan followed her as if he was in a hurry. Not far away, Sheriff Milburn, who was watching this scene, smiled knowingly.

The winter night washed away the sleepiness that Annan had contracted at the banquet, and the mist from his exhalation rose, blurring the lights in the distance.

Annan stood for a while and walked towards the dungeon.

As soon as he arrived at the dungeon, he saw Maria walking out alone.

"Where's the girl? Did you send her in as well?"

"They were reminiscing about the past."

Maria said his goods were indeed seized, and the instigator was the city guard officer Maika.

This name was not on the list of Free Blade and those leaning towards Free Blade, and Annan knew it.

"Got it. Let's go to the jurisdiction first."

"Aren't you going to accept the girl's thanks?"

Annan shook his head: "No need."

The city guards also need to rest, so Annan and Maria went to the jurisdiction: Upper Hot Street, Middle Hot Street, and Lower Hot Street.

It was late at night, and the residential area in the outer city was not as lively as the inner city. Homeless people lit a bonfire in the leaky sheds and collapsed houses to keep warm.

In the silence, only occasional cries were heard in the three Hot Streets.

There happened to be a deed to Upper Hot Street in Baron Ebert's inheritance, but when Annan arrived, the locked door and the faint light in the window indicated that this place was occupied by someone else.

Maria knocked on the door but received no response. Annan made sure the people inside could hear her, so he said loudly, "I am the city guard officer Olme. I have the title deed to this house. It is my property."

After a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and then the curtains beside him swayed, revealing a pair of big eyes peeking out.

"Mom, it's the city guards."

Then there was the sound of heavy objects and the door bolt being moved away from behind the door, and then the door opened.

A woman in faded, patched clothes appeared behind the door, and next to her stood a girl holding a wooden stick, with a small head sticking out from behind her.

"City guard officer, are you here to take the house away?" The woman looked worried and sad.

"No, I was just joking... I found this. Did you lose it?" Annan took out the title deed and handed it to the stunned woman, smiling so hard that the girl would blush: "Keep it safe, and don't lose important things again."